Alien world

Chapter 1243 165. "Evil Dragon" Elimoyas
Lord Killian, who was confident of victory, looked up in surprise, and the guards around him also looked panicked.

There was a commotion in the ranks as the horses stamped their hooves restlessly.

Of course, he also knew that a dragon had come to Sir Makarov's territory, and he even gloated over it for a while - but this place was still dozens of miles away from the dragon's territory, how could it have come here! ?

Lord Killian looked at Joan and suddenly realized: "Did you arrange that blue dragon?"

He wanted to explain that he meant no harm, but the horse beneath him began to tremble as the blue dragon got closer in the night, so he could only salute Joan.

"Miss Montreal, please believe me, we really have no ill intentions... Let's go!"

Lord Killian turned and ran, thinking that he was in trouble and he had to go find his uncle.

On the other side, Joan, who had just come to her senses, was thinking about how to get Killian to save her, when she saw him suddenly pull the reins and flee with his men...

It turns out that all men are unreliable, except Annan!
Joan could already feel the dragon's might descending from above. She resisted the urge to tremble, scream, and turn around and run away, and stood still, not daring to move.

call--

As a shadow descended, the sand and stones were lifted up by the strong air current and hit her body painfully. Joan closed her eyes and shouted, "Lord Blue Dragon, please don't kill me. I am willing to offer my treasure!"

call……

The magic that made her skin tingle slightly brushed over her body, and Joan felt like she should still be alive.

She slowly opened her tightly closed eyelids and saw a huge monster lying in front of her.

The clouds in the night sky dispersed, and the moonlight behind the clouds sprinkled on the Broken Mountains, illuminating the gorgeous, azure, gem-like scales and the dragon's body that was both elegant and strong.

The blue dragon's vertical pupils stared at Joan: "Where is your treasure?"

Due to various coincidences, Joan did not know Elimois.

So is Elimoas.

"Here...here..."

Joan took out her purse, held it in both hands, and offered it carefully...

The blue dragon's pupils turned slightly: "Not enough."

"No... not enough?"

Joan didn't bring much money with her, but as a way to get free food and drinks... no, as an envoy traveling around for trade, she would usually carry dozens of gold coins.

The blue dragon whispered, "If you want me to let you go, pay me 10,000 gold coins."

"How much...more? Ten thousand?" Joan looked like she was about to cry. It was not worth it even if she was sold for so much money.

"You can't take it out?"

The tingling sensation reappeared, and Joan guessed that she must have had a layer of ugly goose bumps.

“I can’t produce…”

Joan thought of Annan, but he would definitely not pay a ransom of 10,000 gold coins for her.

But now she had to say yes even if she couldn't. Just as Joan was about to speak, the blue dragon issued a terrifying death threat: "If you can't pay, I will make you feel the most horrible pain in the world... I will torture you severely, strike your skin with lightning, and then let you slowly suffocate, and finally melt in the bone-chilling prison of thunder..."

The whispering Elimoas didn't notice at all that Joan's expression changed from fear, to weirdness, to excitement...

"Really...really?" She asked expectantly, rubbing her legs.

Ilimoyas paused, stared at the strange human woman and said, "Human, you are making things very strange..."

She grabbed Joan, whose dress was worth a fortune and who still had money to be squeezed out of her, and returned to the abandoned mine on the edge of the Broken Mountains.

Climbing into the cave that had been widened by her repeated entry and exit, Ilimayas threw Joan aside and lay back on the mountain of treasure that had left the human woman dumbfounded.

"Wow...so many treasures." Joan exclaimed. The glittering gold coins and gems filled her eyes, and she had a clearer understanding of the dragon's wealth.

If this blue dragon from a remote area is so rich, how much richer must the blue dragon in Liberty City be...

Speaking of which, the evil dragon’s cave is so shabby, but it is so beautiful and rich. Could he also be the eldest son of the dragon family?
Joan, who brought the dragon into human civilization, had wild thoughts.

"mine!"

It seemed that Joan had been staring at the treasure mountain for too long, which aroused Elimayas' greed. She let out a deafening, threatening roar, which was so powerful that it almost threw Joan away.

The strong wind dissipated, the skirt fell back, and Joan smiled awkwardly: "Of course it's yours."

Joan was a little uneasy, but also a little expectant. She didn't know what she was expecting, but the blue dragon just left her here!
There was a faint sound of digging coming from deep in the cave. Was it the miners enslaved by the evil dragon mining?

A gust of wind from the outside world blew into the cave, giving Joan goose bumps and she shivered, hugging her shoulders.

Joan was not good-looking to begin with, and after running for more than ten miles and being captured by the blue dragon, she looked even more embarrassed.

Gululu...

Joan's stomach suddenly made a rumble and she frowned with hunger.

Gululu...

At this time, a louder sound like thunder rang out.

Joan looked at the blue dragon in surprise. Even if they had different opinions, they would still feel hungry.

Ilimoas spoke in the dragon language which Joan could not understand but was full of mystery. Soon, the knocking sounds deep in the cave stopped, and several wolf servants walked out and left the cave.

These are the Jackals she captured.

Gnolls are not good at mining, dwarves are, but there are none here. The next best thing is kobolds, but there are none here either - the Broken Mountains are a good place for kobolds to thrive, but they are almost being hunted to extinction -

It is hard to imagine that the kobolds, whose reproductive capacity is only slightly weaker than that of the ratmen, would become extinct, but in the Broken Mountains, the poor would eat kobold meat, and lords and foremen would enslave kobolds to mine.

Sometimes it is difficult to tell whether the kobolds are more evil or the humans who enslave other lives to satisfy their own desires are more hateful.

After the jackal went out, Joan huddled in a corner, feeling sleepy, cold and hungry... After an unknown amount of time, the jackal came in holding a roasted rabbit.

Joan swallowed quietly.

She had nothing to eat on the way. She had originally thought of eating at Sir Makarov's territory, but was delayed by the dragon incident, and was captured by Lord Killian's men...

I should have filled my stomach before escaping when I was at Killian's manor just now.

The evil dragon uttered a few short words in dragon language, and then saw the werewolf walking towards him with rabbit meat.

Joan was flattered to take the fragrant roasted rabbit meat, and used her willpower to overcome herself from taking a bite first: "Thank you, Lord Dragon..."

It seems that the evil dragon is not as bad as the rumors say... although it is because he is rich.

But why only one was roasted?

"You won't eat?" asked Joan.

The dragon said lazily: "It's barren here, there's not much food."

"Then you gave me the food, what do you eat?"

Elimoas slowly opened her eyes.

"you."

(End of this chapter)